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Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Drunken Seduction by Bob

At the beginning
of my sophomore year in college, a guy I hung around with during our freshman
year, Ray, approached me and said that since we got along so well, we should
room together this semester. I had such a hardon for Ray that I didn't know if
I should take him up on the offer to room together. I wasn't sure I could
handle it, being that close to him all the time. I always sprang a boner
whenever we were together. Thank God for baggy pants. I don't think he was ever
aware of his affect on me. But, eventually, I said OK and once I got used to
being around him so much, it was OK. Ray and I knew each other well enough and
had been friends long enough that it was easy for us to get along, provided, of
course, if I just ignored his naked body parading around our room after his
shower each night, I could handle it.

Right before
Christmas break, the guys down the hall from us had a party, and Ray and I
went. There was lots of beer and several guys were passing around bottles of
harder stuff, so a lot of us got pretty shit-faced. I don't like to drink hard
stuff because I'm afraid of what I might do, for one thing, so I had a couple
of beers, then stretched out on a couch to relax. After I'd been on the couch
for a few minutes with my eyes closed, I felt the couch bounce, then felt
someone slide onto it next to me, felt a hand on my shoulder, and heard Ray's
voice.

"Hey Bob,
move over so I can sit next to you."

For some reason I
did nothing, just pretended I was asleep. Ray poked me harder. I didn't
respond.

I heard someone
else say, "He's passed out man, better get him out of here before he
hurls all over the place."

Ray swore.
"How about helping me", he said, and the next thing I knew there were
hands all over me, and I was being carried
out of the room and down the hall to our room.

I got an erection
almost right away because Ray was helping to carry me and then felt a hand in
my crotch, feeling me up pretty good. Another guy had his hand on my ass,
probing my crack. I'd have cum if the groping had lasted longer. I sure wanted
to know whose hands those were, but I kept my eyes closed and pretended I
really was out cold. I felt myself being dumped on a bed, and heard laughing
and joking as the guys left. I heard the door close. I was about to get up and
turn on the light when I heard someone in the room.

Then the bed shook
and I heard Ray's voice. "Hey Bob, wake up."

He shook me
gently. I remained motionless. He shook me again.

"Fuck, man,
you never get drunk." I was about to leap up and grab him and wrestle him

to submission when
I heard him say, "Maybe I'd better undress you."

I couldn't believe
he meant it, but I decided to wait and see. The next thing I knew he was taking
my shoes off. I was lying across the bed, with my feet hanging off the side, so
that was easy.

"Shit man,
you're faking it", Ray said. "Let's find out."

He reached inside
my shirt and started tickling me. Normally I am very ticklish, but this time I
just lay there like a log.

" You had a
nice tight body, I guess from working out so much" he whispered.

He moved his hands
over my chest and pinched my nipples. It was then that my cock started to swell
up again and as he continued to undress me I soon had a full hardon. His hands
got bolder and went lower and lower and soon he was groping my crotch through
my pants, feeling my

hardon.

"Fuck yeah
man," he breathed, "you're digging this".

He was groping my
cock with one hand while he worked my pecs with the other. Then his hand left
my crotch and I heard a zipper go down. I squinted from behind closed eyelids
so I could sneak a look at him and saw my buddy Ray with his tee shirt pushed up
and his pants open holding his hard cock in his hand. He was jerking off
while he felt my body and played with my hard cock. I couldn't believe this was
happening - my best buddy Ray was groping my hard cock and digging it. My boner
throbbed and twitched as he squeezed it.

Then he said,
"Shit, dude, I can't stop now, I've got to have you", and he undid the waistband of
my pants and unbuttoned the fly and moved off the bed so he could pull my
pants off.

I didn't help, I
still didn't want him to know I was awake, so he had to struggle a bit, but
soon he had my pants all the way off. He moved onto the bed next to me again
unbuttoned and pushed my shirt out of the way and then resumed his exploration
of my now nearly naked body with his hands. I just had on my briefs. I could
hear him breathing heavily. He was really turned on by what he was doing to me.
I figured he was probably not looking at my face so I let my eyes open a bit
again, just enough to see him. He had his tee shirt all the way off now and his
pants pushed partway down and was working his hard cock with one hand while with the
other he explored my body. He was really paying a lot of attention to my pecs
rubbing and squeezing them and when he started working my big hard nipples I
couldn't help moaning because it felt so good. He froze. So did I.

"What the
fuck", he muttered.

I guess he figured
at this point if I was awake bit he'd gone too far to turn back off so slowly
his hand started working my nipples again. My cock was throbbing and swelling
and oozing fuck juice like crazy, I was so turned on by having Ray feel me up.
Ray's hand moved down my abs, tracing the cuts of my six-pack. Then he slid his
hand inside the waistband of my briefs and gently explored my crotch slowly
wrapping his hand around my huge hard cock.

"Shit yeah,
dude", he breathed.

I have a big one,
about nine inches, and thick. Most guys look envious when they see it hard.
It's pretty awesome even I have to say so myself. Ray is pretty well equipped
too, I'd seen him hard lots of times, but I was bigger than he was; bigger than
most guys I've seen hard, which is not that many. Then Ray spread my legs apart
as far as they wouldgo and explored my thighs with his hands, rubbing his hot
horny hands up into my crack. He
was making sounds that told me he was really turned on and getting to the point
where he didn't care what happened. I felt both of his hands on me, one rubbing
my pecs and abs, the other stroking my cock. If he kept that up I was going to
cum and I was thinking it was time to wake up.

Then just as I was
about to let him know I wasn't passed out I heard Ray say "Shit, Bob, I
can't help it I gotta have you" and the next thing I knew I felt his warm
wet mouth on my cock. He was sucking my huge hard cock!

I moaned
involuntarily and he just kept it up. He had one hand on my balls and the other
on my pecs and was sucking my cock for all he was worth. I don't think he'd
ever done it to anyone before, because he was having trouble
taking it and I could feel his teeth a couple of times but I was still in
heaven. I'd never dared dream such a thing; that Ray was as queer for me as I
was for him and now he was sucking me off. I started cumming, my balls churned
and my cock swelled and spurted huge gobs of hot sticky fuck juice all over me
and Ray moaned and panted but he kept on sucking, taking it all and swallowing
it. I opened my eyes a little again and saw him grab his own cock and start
pumping it as he continued to suck mine and right away he started erupting in
huge spurts of cum all over me and the bed. When he finished shooting he
released my still-oozing cock and fell onto the bed beside me, panting and
moaning. He was still rubbing his hands all over my
naked body, enjoying my muscles.

"Shit, yeah,
fuck, oh Bob, dude, I love you."

He crawled up
beside me then and I felt his lipstouch mine and then he was kissing me. I was
so stunned by what he had just done that I didn't know what to do. If I kissed
him back the way I wanted to, he'd know I had been faking it and that might
make him stop. So I justlay there and let him hug me and rub his naked body
against my naked body. My cock was still hard and oozing cum and he was playing
with it and his own cock was still hard too and poking me in the leg all wet
and slippery. Finally Ray got up from my bed. I realized I was stuck now, I had
to lay there and fall asleep and wake up in the morning and act as though I had no idea what
had happened. But I really had to piss. I opened my eyes a little and saw Ray
open the door and go out. He was wearing just his briefs, but that was OK, some
guys walked down the halls buck-naked. Maybe he was going back to the party.
Naw, he wouldn't do that, dressed like that. Did I dare get up and go down the
hall to the can? I was feeling almost like I was really as drunk as I had
pretended, what had happened was so awesome. I lay there for a couple of
minutes then sat up on the side of the bed. My cock was still hard. I reached
down and stroked it idly as I tried to decide what to do. That's when Ray came
back in.

"Dude! You're
awake!" Ray said in surprise. I looked at him with as much of a pretense
of bleary-eyed drunkenness as I could manage.

"Gotta
piss," I said, slurring my words, and lurched to my feet and pulled my
briefs back over my dick. I stumbled against
the wall and stood shakily, looking at my roommate, mybest buddy who had just
sucked my cock. He had a wet cloth in his hands and I realized he'd been
intending to clean me up. I started towards him, lurching around as much as I
could without hurting myself.

"I really
gotta piss," I said, heading for the door. I managed to lurch up against
Ray, and he caught me. I looked blearily into his eyes and mumbled "I'm
drunk, buddy, I'm drunk."

"No shit,
dude!" he replied clutching my near naked body to his.

We were both still
wearing nothing but our briefs, and mine were wet and cummy. I reached down and
groped myself releasing my cock.

"Gotta
hardon," I slurred.

"Yeah, Bob,
you've got a hardon. Here, let's get that thing back in your shorts," he
said and reached down and pulled my briefs up and managed to work my big hardon
back inside.

My cock almost
spurted another load of hot cum all over the two of us when he grabbed it

and pushed it down
into my briefs.

"Good old
Ray,' I slurred. "My buddy Ray." I lurched towards the door again. I
was starting to formulate a plan. "Gotta piss, can you help me to the
john?", I asked.

Ray helped me
stagger down the hall to the bathroom. We shared a giant bathroom with all the
other rooms on the floor. At this hour on a Saturday night it was usually
empty, aside from some drunken college boy taking a piss to get rid of all the
beer he had drunk, so Ray and I had the giant room to ourselves. I let him
guide me to a urinal and I managed to get my cock out and fortunately it had
gone soft enough that I was able to piss. That was real at least, and I
gratefully emptied my bladder. I swayed so Ray tried to support me without
looking too much like he was interested in what I was doing. When I had finished
pissing, I broke from my buddy and staggered away from the urinals and looked
around.

"Gotta take a
shower," I announced, and headed towards the shower stalls.

That caught Ray
off guard, and I was through the doorway by the time he caught up with me. I
wanted him in the shower with me though, so I staggered even more, and let
myself slam into a wall. It hurt enough that I wasn't faking it when I recoiled
and stood there moaning. Ray grabbed me to keep me from hurting myself further.

"Gotta take a
shower," I slurred, stripping my briefs off and

leaving them on
the floor as I staggered around looking for a shower stall.

"Jesus!"
Ray swore softly. "OK, come on, here's a shower."

I think he
expected to just shove me into one and then leave me while I sobered up, but I
grabbed him and pulled him in with me. I reached for the faucets and turned
them on before he could get out of the way and the two of us were showered with
ice cold water.

"Fuck! That's
cold!" Ray yelled, and reached to adjust the spray.

He got it to a
more comfortable temperature and by that time I had some soap in my hands.
Someone had left his soap when he was through washing. Usually I would have
avoided even touching one of those bars,
but I grabbed it and reached out and started soaping up my buddy's almost naked
body. Ray fought me briefly, then decided to give in and go along with my
drunken antics. I soaped him clumsily, in keeping with my supposed drunkenness,
and when I encountered his wet briefs I let out a whoop of discovery.

"Hey! My
buddy isn't naked, gotta get naked to take a shower!" and I sank to my
knees and pulled his shorts down before he could do more than make a brief
protest.

His cock flopped
out, half hard, and I reached up with my soapy hands and started lathering up
Ray's cock and balls. He was hard right away and fell back against the wall of
the shower stall, obviously loving what I was doing to him. I tried to maintain
the pretense that I was drunk and continued to feel him up real good, play with
his hard cock and churning balls until he was moaning and panting with passion.
Then I stumbled to my feet and fell against my naked buddy. My hands were
rubbing his hard pecs and rippled abs just as he had done to me when he thought
I was passed out on the bed. Ray is a really hot stud.

"My buddy Ray
has a boner," I mumbled as I felt him up, letting my hands slide

down into his
crotch.

I got one hand on
his balls and the other wrapped around his huge hardon and started stroking him
as I nuzzled his neck with my mouth and started licking his neck and cheek. Ray
was making ineffectual efforts to stop me, pushing me away very feebly, but
when I put my mouth to his and started kissing him he stopped resisting and
kissed me back.

We parted from
that kiss finally, and I put my lips to Ray's ear and in my normal, sober voice
I said "I'll return the favor and give you a blow job even better than the
one you just gave me when we get back to our room."

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I am a gay guy in a long-term but fun relationship with a younger guy. Some of the stories are loosely based on some of our experiences (with an added woman in some cases)and some of the younger stories have elements of things I remember when growing up. I enjoy exploring sexuality in real life and also through writing and hope many readers can fantasise with the erotic elements of my stories.
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